"canary" lyrics

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Big amounts yeah
These niggas go out so sad
I couldn't go out like that
You niggas some clowns ah yeah
I couldn't go out like that ah ah

(The perc gone fight back)
I'm sinnin'
(The perc gone fight back)
My wrist yeah it keep on whipping
I'm so into bitches yeah
And so into digits (Fuck it)
I ain't gone reload it
Yeah my finger keep clicking
I ain't into wishes
She said she want liquor
Bitch I just want some licky (on god)
Flat give me a hiccup
Yeah they not in the picture no more
I know you gone miss us
Yeah I'm going on missions
These bullets wont heal you
They really won't

Yeah (skrrrrrrrt)
Ask this bitch, I say "what you really on"
Yeah yeah
I'm so drip looking like I got a milli on
.556 gone send him home
My bitch say I taste just like cinnamon
Bitches on dick like a kidney stone
Niggas ain't never eat filet mignon

Yeah I swear to god that I'm feeling y'all yeah
We gone fill him up he ain't gone feel alone
I wanna spin back til them boys really gone
I wanna buss on her face she better lick it off
Niggas wanna talk about checks lets talk about checks
These groupie ass hoes getting shot
Ask em how many niggas got done
Ask him how many of them still fed
Yeah, it's all them niggas I bet
Bet all them bullets go blat blat blat

Yeah (skrrrrrrrt)
Ask this bitch, I say "what you really on"
Yeah yeah
I'm so drip looking like I got a milli on
.556 gone send him home
My bitch say I taste just like cinnamon
Bitches on dick like a kidney stone
Niggas ain't never eat filet mignon